Tomorrow, I'm turning old. 34 to be exact. That number scares the hell out of me. I'm not afraid of aging per se, I just thought I'd have so much DONE by now! Sure I've tried sky diving, been to the Eiffel Tower, danced in a cage and finally met the man of my dreams but there's so much more I haven't DONE yet and I feel like I'm running out of time.
By time, I don't mean that my biological clock is ticking (though my doctor reminds me whenever I see her and both mine and Rob's mother are itching to be grandparents) but I just feel there is still so much adventure to be had. Like bobsledding. You don't see a lot of old women going around bobsledding but it's something I've been dying to do.
I still haven't grasped the concept of aging yet, I still feel like I'm 21. Of course, the body's not as firm, I'm a little smarter and have a few gray hairs but overall I'm not ready for this. I feel like I'm just getting my act together and now the numbers are creeping up on me! It hardly seems fair. Now, where can I sign up for bobsledding before I retire?
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Interesting to know.
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